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Chief Ops Officer's Log- Trials and Tribulations

Posted on Wed May 13th, 2009 @ 1:49pm by Lieutenant Michael Lake

Mike threw himself in his seat and started throwing his hands over his panel to start a personal log
"Chief Ops Log, Stardate 61971.
The past few hours have been... hell for me. Eline Stadi, my friend for the past 7 years and lover for the past... day... has died.
The last time I saw her alive she was asleep, looking back on it. I should've woken her up and at least kissed her goodbye. But, in typical Mike Lake's life fashion, I wasn't even given that right.
So here I sit, pretty much stripped of all the bloody respect and dignity that I hold for myself and that stuff that everyone else holds for me... whatever that may be.
In other news in the currently pitiful life of Mike, I'm hoping to supervise some repairs for the Genesis. I think I'm becoming attached to this little Nebby Class because I basicly rebuild her last time this crap happened. Now that I'm on the ball here, this only drags up the memories of losing the old CO and XO, only this time its harder, way, harder. They were close to me, but Ellie... she was closer. Now I've gotta find a way to break the little bond that she put between us, maybe I should grab another telepath and get their opinion." Mike coughed after a quick puff of smoke filled his lungs "Hopefully I can pull this all... together... all of it. This can't all drag me down to the ground. End log."

 

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